The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 20 of 39
Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Away then, I am locktin one of them, If you do love me, you will find me out. Nerryssa and the rest, stand all aloof, Let music sound while he doth make his choice, Then if he lose he makes a Swanlike end, Fading in music. That the comparison may stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream and watery deathbed for him: he may win, And what is music then? Than music is even as the flourish, when true subjects bow to a new crowned Monarch: Such it is, As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, That creep into the dreaming bridegrooms ear, And summon him to marriage. Now he goes with no less presence, but with much more love Then young Alcides, when he did redeem The virgin tribute, paid by howling Troy To the Sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice, The rest alo●●● are the Dardanian wives: With bleared visages come forth to view The issue of th'exploit: Go Hercules, Live thou, I live with much much more dismay, I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head, How beget, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eye, With gazing fed, and Fancy dies: In the cradle where it lies I et us all ring Fancies knell. I'll begin it. Ding, dung, bell. Ding, dung, bell. So may the outward shows be least themselves, The world is still deceived with ornament In Law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But being seasoned with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil. In religion What damned error but some sober brow will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament: There is no voice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts; How many cowards whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, who inward searched, have livers white as milk, And these assume but valour's excrement To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight, which therein works a miracle in nature, Making them lightest that wear most of it: So are those crisped snaky golden locks which maketh such wanton gambols with the wind Upon supposed fairness, often known To be the dowry of a second head, The skull that bred them in the Sepulchre. Thus ornament is but the guiled shore To a most dangerous sea: the beauteous scarf veiling an Indian beauty; In a word, The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. Therefore than thou ganudy gold, Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee, Nor none of thee thou pale and common drudge tween man and man: but thou, thou meager lead which rather threatenst then dost promise aught, thy paleness moves me more than eloquence, and here choose I, joy be the consequence.
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Away then, I am locktin one of them, If you doe loue me, you will finde me out. Nerryſſa and the reſt, ſtand all aloofe, Let muſique ſound while he doth make his choyſe, Then if he looſe he makes a Swan-like end, Fading in muſique. That the compariſon may ſtand more proper, my eye ſhall be the ſtreame and watry death-bed for him: he may win, And what is muſique than? Than muſique is euen as the flouriſh, when true ſubiects bowe to a new crowned Monarch: Such it is, As are thoſe dulcet ſounds in breake of day, That creepe into the dreaming bride-groomes eare, And ſummon him to marriage. Now he goes vvith no leſſe preſence, but with much more loue Then young Alcides, when he did redeeme The virgine tribute, payed by howling Troy To the Sea-monſter: I ſtand for ſacrifice, The reſt alo are the Dardanian vviues: With bleared viſages come forth to view The iſſue of th'exploit: Goe Hercules, Liue thou, I liue with much much more diſmay, I view the fight, then thou that mak'ſt the fray. Tell me where is fancie bred, Or in the hart, or in the head, How beget, how nouriſhed? Replie, replie. It is engendred in the eye, With gazing fed, and Fancie dies: In the cradle where it lies I et vs all ring Fancies knell. Ile begin it. Ding, dong, bell. Ding, dong, bell. So may the outward ſhowes be leaſt themſelues, The world is ſtill deceau'd with ornament In Law, what plea ſo tainted and corrupt, But being ſeaſon'd with a gracious voyce, Obſcures the ſhow of euill. In religion What damned error but ſome ſober brow vvill bleſſe it, and approue it with a text, Hiding the groſnes with faire ornament: There is no voyce ſo ſimple, but aſſumes Some marke of vertue on his outward parts; How many cowards whoſe harts are all as falſe As ſtayers of ſand, weare yet vpon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, vvho inward ſearcht, haue lyuers white as milke, And theſe aſſume but valours excrement To render them redoubted. Looke on beauty, And you ſhall ſee tis purchaſt by the weight, vvhich therein works a miracle in nature, Making them lighteſt that weare moſt of it: So are thoſe criſped ſnaky golden locks vvhich maketh ſuch wanton gambols with the wind Vpon ſuppoſed fairenes, often knowne To be the dowry of a ſecond head, The ſcull that bred them in the Sepulcher. Thus ornament is but the guiled ſhore To a moſt dangerous ſea: the beautious ſcarfe vailing an Indian beauty; In a word, The ſeeming truth which cunning times put on To intrap the wiſeſt. Therefore then thou gāudy gold, Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee, Nor none of thee thou pale and common drudge tweene man and man: but thou, thou meager lead vvhich rather threatenſt then doſt promiſe ought, thy palenes moues me more then eloquence, and heere chooſe I, ioy be the conſequence.